There was a moment there, between theStopped clock and the stopcock dropSilenceGolden like that gargantuan BuddhaA reminder that we shouldaViolentlyFlown the coop, bust the nestClimbed the shelvesWe coulda been, goldenOurselvesBathed on dawntouched roadsidesIn gutters, candlelit youthBut the truth - out there, rubbed in faces witha vandal'slack of careEvaporates like promises, to the four corners of the airIs it enough just to trustBlindlyIn the burdens we all bear?In ambitionOr scream a question to the earthWhy Will You Not Love Me?

Reality found;A visionAdministered like a sticking plasterBoundA wrapped, raptballgag for the mouthTo support this sagging fleshThe light bright gets dousedUntil(this a guess)Saul rubs his hands, the fire takes,Then roarsYou will not contain me!The flames howl in their lickIt kicks like a muleThis reality slickFramed in a bastard squareLikeThe guts ofanygoodflick

The streets whisper like a lunatic in the dawnSuddenly awakeIt beats on the barsAnd shakesNo concession to a yawn, or a stretchJust the steady and sick momentumOf carsDeclaring their hateThere is nowhere to hide in the cold morning lightGet out get out before the nightThat's itI'm doneI will not waitIt's overWe're throughDon't shut the gateBelieve itIt's nighI cease to participate